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Podderer called out.  “By thunder, she looks a game old bird and no mistake.”
    Storm Kar looked down in embarrassment.  Simone gave him a withering glance, but nevertheless climbed inside the howdah.  Settling down in the comfortable interior, she waited for Storm Kar to get aboard and take his place opposite her.  He banged the side of the howdah and Jedediah shifted away from the balcony with a heart-stopping lurch.
    “If we survive this, I’m never going to talk to you again,” Simone hissed through gritted teeth as she scrambled to steady herself.
    “You’ll soon get used to it,” Storm Kar said amiably.  “Like Jedediah said, you’re a game old bird.”
    If Simone wasn’t so fearful of tumbling out of the howdah, she could have reached forward and punched Storm Kar in the face.  As it was, she had to content herself with some venomous glaring.
    Once she got used to the jostling though, she began to relax. Looking out of the open sides of the howdah, she took in the scenery.  Below them, the living trees she had seen when she first arrived in the Vision Land continued to make their beautiful wordless song and a smile spread across her face.
    “You like the singing of the Woodrens?” Storm Kar asked.
    “Woodrens?  Is that what those tree things are called?”
    Storm Kar nodded.  “They are sentient techno-organic beings we grow specifically to surround our citadel and farming pods.  The beautiful singing they produce has a calming effect over the environment in general and they generate a psychic field that serves as a defensive barrier against war parties from rival tribes.”
    “So they are a kind of security fence,” Simone said.
    “That’s right,” said Storm Kar.  “Though they are immobile, they have formidable defensive capabilities.  The song they produce can fog the minds of enemies.  Fortunately, it has been a long time since they were needed in a martial sense.”
    “Techno-organic,” Simone repeated the word Storm Kar had used, and brushed her chin thoughtfully.  “Does that mean they are part machine?”
    “The merging of the living with technology is a speciality of the Mystic Folk,” Storm Kar said with more than a hint of pride.  “None of the other tribes can match our prowess in this field.  The ancient tribal legends say that the secrets of the Celestial AI were passed to the Mystic Folk in the Beginning Time and made us guardians of the Vision Land.”
    “Celestial AI?  You mean like a computer?” Simone asked.
    “That’s a crude description but yes, that’s what the AI is essentially is.  The Celestial AI was created by the Grandmother Race who seeded this part of the solar system. 
    Many eons ago, the Grandmother Race fought a terrible war with the Reptile People, which wiped out billions of life forms and destroyed many of the habitable worlds in this part of space.  Eventually, the Reptiles were defeated but at a heavy price.  My people, the Noble Kin were all but decimated and our home world had been incinerated in the long fighting. 
    Because we had been instrumental in the Reptile Peoples’ final defeat, the Grandmother Race wished to make reparations to us.  They used the last of their resources to create the Celestial AI.  It was, as you say, a super computer capable of designing new worlds and technology.  It began to slowly rebuild this part of the galaxy and the Vision Land was its masterpiece.”
    Simone listened raptly fascinated by the extraterrestrial history Storm Kar was telling her.  “This Celestial AI, is it still making worlds?”
    Storm Kar shook his head.  “As the galaxy began to recover and civilizations re-established themselves, many envious eyes turned to the AI as a source of knowledge and power. 
    There were numerous attempts to board the AI, which a world in itself, and eventually it decided to leave this universe altogether.  The Grandmother Race had already left our reality as well, and when the AI